I wasn’t planning on having a party for the baby, at first. 1) Birthdays were never big in my family and 2) This has been an extremely busy year and I didn’t know if I could manage planning something and organizing something in less than three weeks. However, I forgot that travel always rejuvenates me. Traveling to Iceland made me feel incredible. I had so much energy after we came back that I decided I would throw him a typical American big 1st birthday party.

I couldn’t think of a theme, I looked through some sites online and didn’t feel anything was appropriate with the time of year or what I could throw together. Then, my friend, Sarah Beth, sent me some links to a vintage pumpkin party. I decided that was a great idea, but I would enhance it a bit and make it an apple and pumpkin orchard theme. We’ve been fruit and veggie picking many times over the summer, so it made sense to create this type of party. The weekend before his birthday, we went to Fishkill Farms and picked apples and pumpkins, so I got a lot of my decorations and some food that day.

Sebastian loves eating apples. He takes large chunks out of them and chomps away. If he sees an apple, he wants it and there’s no saying no to a kid who wants an apple.

On his actual birthday, Hubby went to Crumbs after work and got a pumpkin cupcake for the baby.

We sang happy birthday and blew out a candle. The baby was more curious about the candle than the sweet. He tried a little bit, but didn’t love it. I think it’s because he’s never had a sugary dessert in his year of life and wasn’t interested in something so sweet! If only I could feel that way…! From that little bit of frosting, Sebastian had such a sugar high, he started running around the apartment and chasing Daddy for another 20 minutes before we finally got him in the bath and down!

The day of the party, I put up decorations I had made earlier in the week, in any free moment I could find (always when the baby was asleep). I found scrapbook paper, printed out photos and glued them on the autumn style paper. In one section of the living room, I hung photos from various farms we had gone to, including photos of the fruit, veggies and Sebastian sitting in a row of strawberries.

On the other side of the room, I hung up photos that showed Sebastian’s progression from the day he was born all the way until 12 months of age. Sometimes, I had a few pictures for each month because I couldn’t decide which was the better photo. I labeled each photo with a fun font I found on Word. Luckily, my Aunt Fran and her daughter, Morgan, hung each photo on the string, while I was frantically trying to prepare for the 2:30PM gathering.

We ordered balloons, some latex orange and red balloons and some were mylar shaped like apples and pumpkins.

My mother-in-law and sister-in-law made and decorated apple and pumpkin cupcakes to go with the theme. They turned out so beautifully and a lot of people were asking where I bought these cupcakes! On top of that, they were very tasty! The picnic basket gave it that farm touch.

The party favors were apple and pumpkin candles, which I found in Michaels.

It was an appetizer and dessert party, so I worked with my mother and mother-in-law on the food. One of my favorite appetizers (along with buffalo wings!) were cut up apples and Trader Joe’s caramel (of course, my friend, Elissa, made sure to add lemon to the apples, so they wouldn’t brown).

Various juice drinks were a hit at the party. I had Izze drinks, Fuze, Naked Juices and homemade punch, made by my Aunt Terri. The bale of hay gave the food some height and the burlap table cloth, some authenticity to an apple and pumpkin orchard! I also had an autumn spice candle lit to give the apartment a great smell.

There were a ton of delicious treats, like chocolate covered strawberries, caramel cookies, pumpkin pie, amazing cupcakes and Belgian and Polish cookies, which my parents couldn’t resist mailing to us.

Besides balloons, there were fresh cut flowers; some were brought by my friend Alice and others were brought by my parents-in-law and sis-in-law. My friend, Nancy, found little branches with mini pumpkins growing on them (ok, they look like mini pumpkins, but in actuality, it’s an edible plant, which goes by many names like: the Japanese golden egg, Chinese scarlet eggplant, Hmong eggplant or tomato eggplant) and added the little birds and birthday signs, which added great details.

It was such a team effort and I was so glad that my friend, Ania, ended up staying late after the party to help me clean up and put everything back in place. Well…I will be leaving those photo strings up for the rest of the month because I just love looking at how much Sebastian has changed throughout the year and hey, it’s his birthday month. We should celebrate every day of the month. I am so grateful for every moment I have with him. He is a great blessing from God.

I also made a video of Sebastian that I played for everyone. I always send updates to my hubby and family of neat little things Sebastian is doing, so I decided to actually do something with the videos and add some music behind it. Since I had scrapbook paper up, I figured I would use the scrapbook theme on iMovie. It’s definitely a long movie with lots of clips, but you can see how smiley the boy is all year long. He’s a very happy baby!

The birthday boy had a blast. He was looking around everywhere as we sang happy birthday to him (Check out the 30 second video below). He did seem a bit hesitant when everyone started singing Happy Birthday, but then he was happy to be the center of attention. He didn’t smash the cupcake or eat very much of it, but that’s quite ok with us. The longer he stays away from sweets, the better. In the meantime, we’ll keep feeding him his favorite things like broccoli and beef and wild fish.

Today is our 8th anniversary. I almost can’t believe that eight years have flown by. I was thinking about how we’ve surpassed a lot of the odds and have stayed together. So, here’s a list that enhances our marriage:

We make up little word games and play them throughout the day. Just this morning, we started one. It started like this: I got a text from my hubby, saying “Happy Anniversary.” I responded, “Happy Anniversary! Seems like I’m stuck like glue to you!” And, then, it continued. He said, “Like Nutella and Toast” (I have a nutella addiction. And each of the comments had little inside jokes or some sort of reference to something about us). “Like Squirrels to a tree,” “A camera to an fstop!” “Like us to Lost Cities” “Like Northern Lights to Iceland” “Like the Moon and Earth”.

Everything is a date for us. Sleeping in –yah, that’s a date! Cooking together is a date, cleaning is a date! Taking a 7am morning walk with our son–oh, yes, date, especially when coffee (for hubby) and tea (for me) is involved.

We do our alone time together. Let’s face it. We’re in NYC and live in a 1BR apartment. So, if Hubby wants to listen to a podcast and I want to read on my kindle, we do it in the same room. And, you know what? It is so awesome. I love that I can cuddle up to him, but we’re still taking time to do something that entertains each of us.

Our issues, our problem. We keep our problems private. I learned early on in our relationship that if you share a lot about a problem you’re having with a friend or family, your other half becomes the bad guy, when you’re already over it. No need to prejudice people against your spouse because that can poison your thoughts later on if you’re over something and it comes up again.

Sometimes making up means just saying sorry through a song. Sometimes, we say it in person, sometimes, a quick SMS. But, the best is through song. One time, when Hubby was sorry about something he sent a Joe Firstman song, called “The One that Makes you Happy.” The fight immediately ended. It meant everything. Music is so powerful.

Some of our hobbies overlap. We both love certain things or one of us has gotten the other really interested in something. No, I’ll never adore Led Zeppelin like he does, but we both love photography. We both can listen to tech podcasts and laugh at things Merlin Mann says or go to conferences on making apps.

We love to travel together. Travel makes for great memories. It makes us have crazy stories and super awesome inside jokes. And, we can share our joy for photography at the same time.

We pray together. It’s just the norm for us. And, now, Sebastian has joined us. It’s mostly talking to God and then some of our standard prayers to conclude it. We do this daily and on our roadtrips. We also go to Church together and make sure we’re there every Sunday.

Silliness is OK. We do silly dances, and I pretend to think Hubby looks geeky or make up words like lurfles (love) and sneep (sneeze + pee=used a lot while I was pregnant). Jumping up and down behind each other to entertain our son is just part of our understanding. Ha, ha. Looking at hilarious youtube videos or sharing funny tweets is definitely part of the repertoire.

We whisper under the covers. We seem to resolve a lot of things when we’re cuddled together, whispering so that the baby doesn’t wake up. And before a baby, we still would chat in bed. Something about the darkness, with no computers/phones/ipads distracting us, makes us have some of the most wonderful conversations.

We send picture and video updates. Thank you, iphone! If I see something really odd on the NYC street or something cute that Sebastian does.

Boardgames. Lots of Boardgames. For a while, we relied on trying to find people to play them with us, but then we discovered there were a lot of great two player games like Lost Cities and Power Grid and the Settlers of Catan card game. (We just learned Dominion last weekend).

Hello Readers. I apologize for not being around and not saying why I disappeared. This summer a lot of things happened and my blog became a low priority. Oh, you know how it goes, when Life just gets in the way of writing! Sorry about that! Sebastian and I will be back very soon with updates, with back-blogs and new blogs for you.

We went to see Peter Pan, a two-man performance for children at the Discovery Center. Because the wind was strong, the show was moved from the outdoor amphitheater to a Lodge. As the kids were excitedly waiting for the show to begin, and Aidan (my nephew) volunteered to act in the show, I was taking some photos.

When the show began, two actors came out, one was named Kenny and the other, Colleen. I was in shock when I looked up. It’s Colleen! Wait, is it Colleen? Is it possible that this could be Colleen? She was dressed up in a Peter Pan outfit, so I wasn’t 100% sure.

She was from Alaska, I was from New York, and here we were in the middle of the Northern Woods of Wisconsin and there stood someone I knew! We had just traveled together in Croatia and Montenegro a year ago. She had been to my wedding 8 years ago. She is the sister of one of my closest friends, Cara (who, I might add, I miss a lot and lives in Germany). Here she stood in a random park, in a random place and the two of us somehow ended up in the same place.

I asked her a bit about how the show worked and how she got her job–it was so interesting! She saw an ad from the Traveling Lantern Theatre Company. They send two boxes, filled with the costumes, the script and the props. After you memorize the script, they send a director out for 10 hours, 2 days @5 hours a day. Then they get sent to a specific region. Colleen was sent to Wisconsin to hit the library circuit. I thought it was a neat concept.

It just shows you how small the world is–we can even be found in the least expected places!

Every day, we’ve been getting on the boat, at least for a few hours. The family has either been exploring the connecting lakes, geocaching on islands only available by boat, swimming, fishing or just resting on the boat.

The cabin abuts Rest Lake, the water is so clean, you could just dip a cup into it and drink from it, similar to the Boundary Waters in Canada (Ok, maybe those are cleaner, since boats are generally not allowed there).

There are little cabins along the lakes, which are great to look at and dream about, some are tiny and look like they were built in the 70’s and others are pristine and new. I wonder if I could leave my city life and live a simple life in the woods, just enjoying the water, the smells of the trees and eating fresh fish on a regular basis.

The doggie enjoys the boat so much that because of all the excitement, her tail got swollen.

Sebastian loves all the attention from his cousins.

They walk him around and he babbles more than he ever did, telling them, no, he doesn’t want to go that way or to be held or to sit or yes, he wants to keep walking. Its impressive, even though he can’t talk, his gestures clearly convey what he wants.

Here’s a picture of my brother’s mother-in-law, Chris, who is clearly an expert fisherwoman. She caught the only fish on the first night of fishing, a small mouth bass.

And, if we’re back by the cabin, we have a lot of fun swimming…and the girls have a great time jumping off the dock.

Well, I’m off to sit out with Sebastian by the campfire, so this one is short for tonight!

I’m vacationing in Manitowish Waters, about 20 miles north of Minocqua. My brother and his family rented a log cabin on the lake. It is so incredibly beautiful, with these big windows and natural wood everywhere. The air here is so fresh and the water so clear. There are so many lakes, connected to each other and I just can’t get enough of being outside. When you live in the city, you crave grass and trees and water. The East River doesn’t cut it and Central Park is great, but it’s nice to get outside of the city.

After breakfast, my family went off boating and I stayed at the lodge, waiting for Sebastian to wake up from his nap. When he woke up, I gathered him and some blueberries and started walking. I asked him whether he wanted to go left or right. He smiled when I said right, probably because I jumped to the side when I asked and so I decided to go that way. I followed the signs that said “snowmobile route”.

I found a rocky narrow, path first that took me through to another trail and another trail and eventually to a sign that said “Discover Center“. I had no idea what it was, but I was intrigued, so I kept going.

Trail 1

Trail 2

Trail 3

Discovery Center

I went down the path and found that it was a really neat place with tons of trails and great things for kids, including mini gardens, an outdoor theatre and lots of things to touch and play with . They even have classes for kids, that let them set live traps and learn about the woods. It’s just a great place and a random discovery!

They even had an Airstream trailer! (Or at least what I thought was a mini Airstream trailer, until my husband corrected me!)

“Airstream” Trailer

Ooooh, how I would love to travel around the country in one of these, perhaps a tiny bit bigger though…

Inside the “Airstream”

We walked past a nature center, a row of cabins (rented out for events and weddings) and a visitor center, where I found maps of the trails.

Nature Center

Cabins

I decided to take Sebastian on the Interpretive Trail.

Take a Hike

Pond on Trail

It was a lot of fun exploring new places with Sebastian. Eventually, my mom joined us and we laid out a blanket under a big tree, ate blueberries and cuddled with Sebastian.

It was Sebastian’s first time flying and my biggest worry was whether I could handle him on my own through security. I didn’t think of any other situations that could occur because I was so focused on just not carrying too much stuff and getting him safely through the airport. I was already pushing the envelope, taking an evening flight with a baby and flying for the first time with Baby and without Hubby.

Hubby drove me to the airport, since we were already in Jersey this past weekend. And, it was very sweet of him to insist on parking the car and pulling the large suitcase carrying the minimum amount of clothes that Sebastian and I needed and then all the other stuff that a baby needs or…the stuff that makes life easier. That included: diapers, wipes, a sun shade (for the beach), his hat, vitamins, the lion he sleeps with, two blankets, bathing toiletries, a towel, a few toys, teething items, nail clippers, his food processor (since I make all of his baby food), a travel crib, etc. Trust me, this is a different lifestyle for me. I can’t remember the last time I did anything but carry on for any trip, domestic or international.

So, we checked in and then we heard a guy say to the gate agent that he was hoping to get a pass to go all the way to the gate with his wife. So, we asked for that as well. Even though the lady with the power gave the pass to that guy (right in front of us), she gave me a once over and decided that we weren’t worthy of a pass, claiming, “We have moms and babies that travel all the time by themselves, so you aren’t going to get one.” It left a bad taste in my mouth, but there was no use fighting with a cranky, minimum wage worker, who clearly didn’t like her job. So, I went into the security area after saying goodbye to my hubby.

Luckily, one of the TSA workers was nice and let me through the elite access line because he saw I was with a baby. As I waited in line, I saw this sign. I thought it was hilarious, but clearly, someone left a kid on a table, if they have a warning like this one. As a carryon, I had a diaper bag. I didn’t bring my big camera, which I was regretting, but I knew it was just going to be too much to bring a baby and two bags. An iPhone has a good camera and I wanted to simplify my life.

I unpacked my laptop, took off my shoes and threw them in separate bins, laid my bag down and a couple was angered that I was taking too long and said that they were going ahead. I ignored them as they jumped ahead of me and smiled at Sebastian and pulled him out of the stroller. This was the challenging part, I am used to my big city stroller and not used to folding an umbrella stroller with one hand. I attempted to hold him and do it, but it wasn’t working, so I turned around, looked at a man, who 1) looked like he had kids of his own and 2) looked like he had a kind face and asked him if he would hold the baby. He was very happy to do it and said that it’s been 18 years, since he had kids this young, but he loved holding babies. Sebastian didn’t love going into a stranger’s arms, but he saw me close by, so he waited without crying. We got through the metal detectors and I was able to handle the rest with him in my one arm.

We had a gate change, so we used the moving walkway to get to our next location.

Finally, we got to our gate and I SMS’d Hubby to let him know that we were there and would be boarding in a half hour (at 6:25). I was happy because this would be perfect timing for Sebastian to breastfeed and pop his ears as we flew off the ground. I noticed that there were a lot of people on the standby list that were not getting on the plane and they kept making announcements, saying that the flight was overbooked by 11 people. The vouchers that they were giving out kept going up in price. It started off at $300 and went all the way up to $800 credit for a flight, plus a hotel voucher.

I just couldn’t wait to get on the plane and start my vacay. All of a sudden, at 6:20PM, an announcement was made, there would be a delay until 10PM. Look, I’m used to delays, I’ve flown hundreds of times, but a four hour delay was insane. It turned out that our flight crew was in Tampa and there was a tornado in Tampa. I didn’t find any of that out from United, of course. They like to be vague and uninformative. I found it out from google. Thank you, google!

After speaking with a gate agent and trying to see if I could get an alternate flight to a different airport, I realized that there was nothing open. Nothing to Midway in Chicago, Milwaukee, Madison, Rockford, not even in Minnesota. I expressed how difficult it was going to be to wait with a baby for the next four hours and I received a $10 dollar meal voucher. I decided on a hamburger and a shake. Sebastian loves beef and, although my bet is that it’s not high quality beef, it was still food that both of us could enjoy.

My next challenge was going to the bathroom with the baby. I had planned on holding it as long as I could, but with a 4 hour delay, there was no way I could wait. I figured a handicapped stall would be the best bet. I went to the bathroom and the stall happened to be locked, with no one in it. I asked the cleaning woman about the stall and she responded, “It’s locked!” Well, yes, I saw that it was locked, but what was I going to do? There was no extra step to say, hey, there’s another bathroom around gate X or let me wait with the baby out here while you go to the other bathroom. Guess what? I would have (and in fact have) done that for other mothers. Couldn’t someone try acting with that thing called kindness? I was getting moodier by the minute in EWR. I decided to just breathe and walk out and kept walking and then, I saw it, a companion bathroom! Glory!

Sebastian giggled, as I squatted over the toilet. I was so grateful that they had this bathroom, especially when everything seemed to be going wrong. Mission Accomplished.

After that, I went to find a place to charge my phone. I found one plug open behind a phone card booth. I knew if I didn’t charge it now, I would be in trouble when I got on the plane at 10PM. Little did I know, 10PM was a far cry from when that would actually take place. I sat on the ground, rocking the stroller and hoping that Sebastian would soon fall asleep. As I did that, a Korean woman approached me and stood over the baby. She folded her arms and just stared at him for a while and then, she touched his arm. I quickly said, “What’s up? What are you doing?” She then proceeded to give me “advice” and telling me that I’m not feeding the baby and that’s why he’s cranky. Oh, please, give me more advice, lady, I’m sure you know exactly what we’re enduring at the airport and you know exactly what is going on with my child.

I walked away from that area so that I could get away from the lady, and went back to the gate. I then found out the flight was delayed till 10:45pm. Yay, another delay, but at least the crew had to be in the air and on their way to us at this point. I noticed my baby staring at the stroller, so I gave him it. He loved playing with it and hey, Sebastian was getting entertainment from playing with the stroller, I was grateful for that.

While he was sitting on my lap, I felt warmth. I noticed that there was pee on me and on him. I am now completely convinced that the Pampers Swaddlers are the best diapers because I had crappy diapers on him and they didn’t hold the wetness as well. So, I changed him into another outfit. He was fine at that point, until I put him back in the stroller. Then, there were tears.

Note to anyone reading this blog—there are a lot of people that want to hold your baby. Some are normal, others are not. I had a girl who was on standby to Dublin, who held him. She was a daughter of a pilot and always flew standby. Sadly, she got on the flight only to be told that the final person had arrived (albeit late) and she needed to be pulled off the plane. Then, there was the Russian woman. She also held the baby. I hovered over her. She was so nice, but then she decided that she wanted to go somewhere with the baby. I left my bag and stroller and ran after her, grabbed the baby back and sat down, far away. I couldn’t get on this plane fast enough.

Eventually, at 11:00PM, they started boarding. I walked up to get on the plane when they called for disabled passengers. I figured I had missed the call for people with children or that it was coming up. The gate agent then told me that they removed that policy and that I should go back to the end of the line and wait for my section to be called. I didn’t even say anything, I just handed my ticket to her and looked at her with my weary eyes. I think it’s absolutely insane that United removed this allowance for parents with their children and did it quietly. This makes me very angry. On top of waiting for this many hours, this woman was going to tell me that?

After that, we waited on the plane for another hour. Sebastian was first interested in everything around him and then he began thrashing everywhere. He was so hungry, but I needed to wait until we were taxiing, so that he wouldn’t cry from his ears popping.

We finally took off almost at midnight. The baby fell right asleep and we were able to cuddle. I read and held him in my arms and had a flight attendant fall into my seat because she was overtired. I can imagine that the delay wasn’t pleasant on the crew either. She fell over many times throughout the flight. I felt bad for her because she probably had a short turn around time before she had to get on another flight.

Eventually, we got to ORD. My mom met me at baggage claim and we were home by 2AM. Sleep was tough on everyone because Sebastian was overtired, so it was very broken sleep. He was tired, in a new place and wanted mommy all night.

Certainly an airport experience I can’t wait to forget! But, who knows, maybe the delay prevented something awful from happening, and things could always be worse…(not worse than an airline not prioritizing parents with their children though!)

Today is another example of why I love New York so much. It’s swimsuit season. Although I’ve already spent a week at the beach and (much to my chagrin) have been in a bathing suit already, I couldn’t help but think, I could stand to finally lose that baby pouch. It’s not exactly easy trying to lose weight when I don’t have a babysitter and we’re not letting the baby watch any TV until he’s at least 2 years old. So, those dance dvds are out of the question now. I rely on stroller walks…until it became 99 degrees outside.

So, yesterday, at around noon, near the Flatiron Building on 5th Avenue between 22 and 23rd, Sebastian and I came across the Miraclesuit Bus. I found the schedule online and went to Madison Square Park to find that bus, which was taking a tour around the city and giving out swimsuits to lucky ladies in many different locations. The good news—I’m one of the lucky ones!

This suit promises to make you look 10lbs lighter. Um, guess who needs that? THIS new mommy!

A bag was thrown down with a yellow sheet inside, allowing me to get a new suit. The bag also contained an ENORMOUS pair of flip flops (LOL!). I was thrilled, more about the free bathing suit than the flip flops, which were big enough for my husband’s feet!

I found my friend, Donnell Adler modeling a suit, looking glamorous, as always. (I have to add that while she was holding the baby at one point, a guy on the street leaned over and said, “I wish I was that baby!”) Below, she modeled with the baby and the stroller. Perfect example of the look a new mommy could be wearing, while she strolls down a beach…or Fifth Avenue!

I also met supermodel Roshumba Williams, who, by the way, was incredibly well spoken and sweet (so, all you supermodel haters, stop it!). Sebastian, being the ladies man he is, loved her to pieces and kept staring at her.

I can’t wait to see the effect of this new slimming bathing suit, so I can be a moreconfident mommy!

I always look forward to picking fruit in the summer. In New York, it’s currently cherry and strawberry season. So, this weekend, we took Sebastian on a trip to Lawrence Farms to pick some fruit and veggies.

First, we grabbed a bucket and a cardboard bin. Cherries get plastic buckets and the strawberries get the cardboard (strawberries don’t like plastic). You can always grab a wagon, but we had our stroller and didn’t need to take one of those. I think that will be fun for Sebastian to ride in a wagon…maybe next time!

Then, after all of that, we needed a break from the hard work of getting bins and had to try one of their world renowned donuts. Ok, maybe no one outside of New York has heard of these…but…boy, they were good! If they weren’t behind that glass case, I would have gobbled down all of them!

While we were snacking, the biggest dog I have ever seen walked past us several times. Lots of people were coming up to pet him, but I was on high alert because he was taller than me. He didn’t mind being pet and pretty much ignored everyone, only looking for food bits on the ground. A lot of children touched him, but I certainly didn’t want Sebastian attempting to pet him or grab him. I’ve heard of one too many stories with dogs and babies. I’m always a bit nervous when any animal is around my little boy. In one second, everything can change and I know that we can’t always control everything, so why not control the things we can?

We started with the cherry picking. There were some rules to follow. My favorite was that you could be charged for excessive eating. I can just imagine someone walking around and checking how much everyone is tasting. That’s the whole fun of picking fruit, you HAVE to eat it!

Sebastian particularly enjoyed the cherries. He wanted to hold them, eat them, grapple them, look at them, whatever we would let him do. I would just give him half pieces of cherries and throw out the pit and he just couldn’t get enough. I’m starting to think he likes the sweet and tart, like his mommy does!

He giggled, as he watched Daddy climb in the cherry trees to get him the ripest cherries.

After we had our fill of cherries, we moved on to strawberries and finally, hit up the greens to get our lettuce and kale. There are very few strawberries because the frost damaged a lot of them, but when you taste tiny strawberries, warm with the sun, it is the sweetest, most wonderful taste.

We took shifts picking strawberries, so Sebastian could crawl around. I know I’ve mentioned it already, but just thinking about the sun warming up a fresh strawberry makes my mouth water.

He loved crawling around in the grass, throwing his arms up, trying to pick the “flowers” or weeds.

And, of course, he had to practice his walking among the strawberry fields!

Sebastian and I made his daddy a special surprise for Father’s Day. I cut out a few letters to make a card and then had a series of photos of us taken together with a sign that said “We ♥ U Daddy”. Sebastian enjoyed holding and eating the card. Thank you to Uncle Bumper for taking these shots and thinking of making the ♥ stick out from the paper!

It was challenging to sneak putting them on the computer and then edit the photos, without Hubby seeing them. Then the bigger challenge was placing all the photos on each of his devices; however, I was able to do it at 6AM this morning when Sebastian woke up and Hubby slept in. I put them on his desktop, iPad, and phone. Then, I placed the card on his night stand.

The rest of the day was very leisurely. We went to a noon Mass, received a Father’s Day blessing, made a lovely lunch of chicken, zucchini and yellow squash. After Sebastian’s nap, we picnicked in the park with some blueberries, and took a walk, where we met a sweet kitty on a leash.